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Post-epilogue, you don't dream
By cadymae
Gratitude is the only possible stance
since the missed missteps
prove you were worthy of at least
one more day.
Either by rubber-necking others oops
or hind-sighting your almosts
it comes clear how close
you came to not still being
Still breathing
in the air of this world
Ignoring the known coda
you plod in the light of your day
dressed in your skin for yet another go round
It rises. it must surely set.
Your flesh, no less than the day.
You can really only be grateful.
All the rest is set props.
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Copyright 2013 cadymae
Published on Thursday, August 8, 2013.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Friday, January 19, 2018, carlosjackal
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Another killer. Your talent deserves so much more appreciation.
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On Friday, August 9, 2013, dwells
(4285) wrote:
All the world a stage, and we stumble and fumble with an air of intelligence that belies the Quixotic nature of chance. Be it in life or death - each chess piece move has consequences - marvelous Cadymae, keep the java hot!
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On Friday, August 9, 2013, FadedBlues
(2169) wrote:
...you find these things that we should all understand, but we never see them as such a beautiful poem...
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